One day in September, my mother and I went to the park to play. I was walking on the road when I suddenly saw many people gathered in the distance. What are they doing? Out of curiosity, I begged my mother to show me.
It turned out that a store was opened and a grand opening ceremony was being held. There was a sea of people at the door, and I couldn't even ride a car. My mother and I managed to squeeze in. It turned out to be a few cute little lions, with sparkling feathers, swaggering forward. They looked around for a while. It seems that several people are watching themselves dance. At this time, gongs and drums were loud, and these little lions jumped up to the harsh music. "Hey? Why is there someone in the lion? " I was very surprised to ask. Mom and the onlookers laughed and said, "Look carefully." When the lion jumped up again, I found the secret: this is a fake lion, and there are two people in it. I also found that the person behind picked up the person in front to form a lion head, and the person behind squatted down to form a persimmon tail. People's faces are full of excited expressions. The drums faded away, people gradually dispersed, and my mother and I reluctantly left.
Lion dance is a traditional culture in China, and foreigners can't take it away! I am really proud that our motherland has such a long history and culture.
Narrative composition 300 words 2 does kinship mean blood relationship/mom says, oh; It's this. When I was in fourth grade, my father died in a car accident. In the sixth grade, my mother found me a stepfather. I am very dissatisfied. My classmate asked me, do you call him dad? I screamed, and my classmates scolded me that there is only one father in the world. How can you call an outsider's father? When I got home, I told my mother, and her mother cursed, does blood relationship mean blood relationship?
I feel sad and feel that fate is unfair to me. Why did I lose my father's love when I was young? What did I do wrong in my last life? This life will punish me like this. My stepfather is very kind to me now. But I just don't understand. He's not my real father. Why did he hit me? I did nothing wrong. He hit me too. After ten years, I will be scarred because he is fat.
In fact, I also know that he is very kind to me, but I have no feelings for him. I hate him because he got paid and refused to give it to me and my mother. I hate him forever. Although he is my father.
Apple is the most common hydraulic engine in our daily life, but I found its special function in class today.
Apple is red and white, congratulations, both sides of the apple are flat, like a small red wheel; The black and short apple stalks are like ponytails tied to the little girl's head. If you look carefully, you will find a small pit on the top of the apple, just like an apple with black eyes, looking around. The teacher gave the apple a "cold bath" with a few drops of crystal water on it, as if the athletes who participated in the long-distance running were sweating, and their faces were red and shiny!
The teacher cut two apples with a knife. I saw a small "five-pointed star" in the apple, which seemed to shine with the light of Cui Can. There is a circle of green dots around, and Wan Ru's string of green pearl necklaces is really great!
After a while, a layer of yellow appeared on the milky white flesh of the apple, which seemed to be rusty.
The teacher gave me an apple. I quickly put the apple in my mouth and chewed it slowly. Suddenly, apple juice filled every corner of my mouth with the smell of apples, sour and sweet.
Apple is not only beautiful, but also has many uses. Apples can also be squeezed into apple juice and made into jam and preserved fruit. In addition, apples contain a lot of vitamins, which are good for health.
A small apple is so different and special. It's not like some extraordinary people who work in ordinary posts in life and make contributions to society silently.
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There are two kinds of narrative composition, 300 words and 4 paths. One is a flat avenue, and the other is a rugged and muddy path.
Successful people will enter the flat road from the rugged and muddy path. Enjoy the joy of success and bathe in the light of success. Hold your head high and welcome people's applause. And those who fail, those who are not self-motivated, will always walk on the rugged and muddy road and endure the pain of failure and the darkness of shower failure. Depressed, listening to sarcasm. Lonely and self-indulgent
However, just like the connection between competition and cooperation, without cooperation, competition is cruel, without competition, cooperation is boring. The same is true of flat roads and muddy and rugged paths. Only a bumpy and muddy road can make people motivated and inspire people to move forward on a smooth and bright road. However, only when there is a smooth and bright road, without the cruelty of rugged and muddy roads, everything goes smoothly, and people are not faced with further improvement, but with a quick step back. Therefore, everything can't just be good.
And what is the real meaning of the rugged and muddy path? Is to strive for progress, strive for progress, and not bow to difficulties. Motive to move towards a smooth road under the encouragement of success.
These two roads encourage and encourage each other. Therefore, if you want to succeed, you must experience failure. If you want to enjoy people's praise and bathe in the light of success on the bright road, you must go through painful tempering and endure the cruelty of failure. This is the true meaning of life.
Today is another Wednesday, and I am very happy, because today I took my favorite class-labor technology class. The course of labor technology is to let us learn to do manual work. I think doing manual work is playing.
The bell of the fourth class finally rang. I was the first to rush into the classroom, put the books and materials in order, and sat squarely in my seat, waiting for Mr. Chen to come in.
After a while, Mr. Chen came in and looked at us with gentle eyes. Suddenly there was silence in the classroom, and the students all looked at Mr. Chen with expectation.
"Today we are going to learn another method of making ribbons." Teacher Chen stood up and took out a piece of watercolor paper. "Come with me." Soon, a beautiful watercolor paper passed by Mr. Chen's magical hand and became a gorgeous ribbon.
In a short time, we made many ribbons, including red, yellow, purple, white, green, orange, blue, pink and so on.
We connected the ribbons made by the whole class to form a long ribbon, and gave the ribbon made by the whole class to the teacher.
In this game, I learned a good way to make ribbons, which was really rewarding!
Narrative composition 300 words 6 raindrops, falling on the ground, blooming one after another. It is raining heavily today.
I drew a little doll on the window of my English class, but no one came to take me home.
"SangJiaHui, you first take aunt's car! Let me take you to the crossroads in front of your house! " At this point, I have dialed my mother's phone. She said, "Come back in my aunt's car first! Your father may still be stuck in traffic. Remember to say' thank you' to your aunt! " I answered and got on the bus.
Rain pattered on the window, and after a long time, my father still disappeared. At this time, the students in the car were a little anxious and said to me, "Sang Jiahui, I am still in a hurry to go to another class." I'm gonna be late. Why not call your father? " I called my father several times, but kept reminding me: "I'm sorry!" " The subscriber you dialed is temporarily unavailable. "I said to my aunt," don't bother you, thank you aunt! "Goodbye!" He put on his schoolbag, pushed open the door and ran all the way home.
Everyone was surprised when I stood at the door like a drowned rat and knocked at the door. My father, who just came back, found something wrong and kept apologizing to me. I quickly said, "It's okay!" "My mother glared at my father and said," Don't take the towel! ""I looked at my father's clumsy figure and couldn't help laughing.
At that moment, I suddenly felt a warm current coming to my heart, watering the soil species in my heart.
At that moment, my world was full of flowers.
At that moment, my world blossomed in spring.
I am a beautiful rain, a rain that makes people happy. In hot summer, when the land is cracked and the flowers bow their heads, I will gently sprinkle them to make them feel a little cold.
I am a musician. When it rains, when you lie by the window, you will hear my heartfelt music, beautiful notes and sweet music, which will make you feel the sound of nature and my voice, and make you happier.
I am one of your best listeners. If you are unhappy or upset, just tell me. When you need the audience most, I will listen to you quietly. When I finish, I believe you will have your happiness and the original you. I am also willing to listen to you, listen to your troubles and help you share.
I am a sigh of the sea, a tear in the sky and a smile in the field. I watered the seedlings and washed the dust. But some people say I have shortcomings. I have caused many houses to collapse and bridges to be washed away, but I will change, and I will become the rain that people like.
I am the messenger of spring, nourishing the grass, soothing the earth, making spring full of vitality and letting the earth feel the fresh air brought by rain.
On that day in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I went to the countryside to sweep the grave and saw beautiful peach blossoms.
There is a large peach blossom in the country. There are pink peach blossoms on every tree. Therefore, it looks like a pink ocean from a distance. When the wind blows, the petals float like waves on the sea. Walking in, I found that peach blossoms are not exactly the same. These peach trees have many branches, each with its own characteristics. This branch looks like the antlers of sika deer; That branch is like a steep cliff; Others, like birds looking for food ... are endless. Countless
However, the most pleasing thing is not the branches, but the delicate flowers. They are wearing a pink dress, which is very refreshing. Some have completely opened their petals, as if performing a dance for people; Some just quietly open a little petals and look at people shyly, like a shy little girl; What's more, it's just a bud, still asleep!
Peach blossoms are not only beautiful in appearance, but also fragrant and charming. The fragrance of peach blossoms is not as rich as that of roses, nor is it sweet-scented osmanthus. Its fragrance is faint and fragrant, so fresh and refreshing.
Peach blossom, your beauty is quiet, elegant and perfect. I love your beauty.
In life, our market will face choices. The right choice will change our life, and the wrong choice will also change our life.
Whenever I am faced with a choice, I have two answers in my heart. Although I know that's right-two completely different answers. Although I know that's right, I always hesitate to make mistakes.
In my first grade, a choice changed my future.
It was a hot summer vacation and my homework was finished. In addition, I loved playing when I was a child, and I came home late every day. One day, my father saw a friend of mine learning calligraphy and signed me up.
In the afternoon, my father took me to the calligraphy classroom. I was greeted by a kind grandfather. I think he sat in his seat after asking. In that class, grandpa taught us to practice hard pen writing seriously. The vivid way of speaking attracted me, so I decided to practice. However, calligraphy is not as simple as I thought. After another month of contact, my handwriting still hasn't improved much, and the whole practice process is very boring. I'm starting to want to give up. My mother told me after hearing the news: "Son, nothing in the world can be successful by feeling alone, but as long as you persist, you will succeed." At this time, I felt that I had regained my confidence and decided to continue practicing.
Since then, he has been in the lead for five years and is proficient in many books. It was persistence at that time that led to today's achievements. I believe that as long as we persist in everything, we will succeed!